Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bride To Be...: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Jonathan     “What’s taking you so long?” I snapped into the phone. I had spent my whole day feeling like the walls were closing on me. As if I didn’t already have enough on my plate, my father wanted to have another private meeting with me. One to one. I wanted to tell him to go to hell, along with his son that had pulled me to the point of committing fratricide. “Oh, hi, Jonathan. I’m fine. Thank you for asking.” Lachlan replied, his tone as dry as the desert. I ignored it and bit out, “Its been almost a week. I need fucking answers.” I never thought I’d say this but it seemed my best friend was useless. “Your brother is chomping at the bits.” “I don’t care about my brother.” I gritted out. “Tell me if you found anything about Mila.”

Mila  If mortification was a living being, it was perched on my shoulder and singing in my ear. I felt hot all over, my blood burned in my veins. I never thought one day I’d find myself in such a position and still I felt lighter inside. A thrill coursed through me, almost filling me with anticipation for what was to come next.I must’ve waited for only two minutes but it felt like ages. My arse was burning, my mouth felt dry with panties stuffed into my mouth. They smelled of me, musky and slightly sweet. And above all else, I could feel my pussy lips moist with my juices. I was wet from the spanking and my whole body was warm.I heard his footsteps as he came back. My calves strained as I arched back with my arse facing him. I didn’t even felt conscious anymore about how I must’ve looked to him. There were only four spanks left and I want

Mila All this time I had been pretty sure that I could go with this because I wanted him that much. But the moment I had felt the thick head of his cock notched in my pussy, it had burned and I had lost all bravado to go with it. The stretching sensation had me second guessing as I felt the bite of the pain.Now, he loomed over me, the truth shining in his grey eyes. A hunter sensing something afoot. He demanded to know the answer, “Tell me, Mila…” His hand went between our bodies and he cupped my pussy. “Is this pussy virgin?” I should feel shy or very least a little embarrassed at his words.Instead, I licked my lips as I looked at him. Afraid that he’d leave I circled my arms around him. I said, “Yes, and I want you to be my first.”“Your first.” He closed his eyes. His nostrils flared and

Mila I might’ve dozed off with the delicious weight of his body on top of mine. With him like this, all around me, I felt guarded and secured. But I blinked my eyes open as he turned us around, taking me with him so I laid on top of him. I gasped as he moved within me. We were still locked intimately and my fingers dug into his arms in reflex at the sensation the move awakened. The fingers of his one hand trailed down my spine, making me shiver deliciously and the other traced the lines of my scars. I was no longer ashamed of them, not when he treated them as if they were a beautiful part of me.We stayed silent, his heart beat against my ear as I rested on top of him. His heartbeat was slow and rhythmic. I could feel him thinking, his mind working but I didn't want him to think. Not yet. For now, I wanted him all to myself. I pushed back from his chest and his hands fell on my ars

Mila   I had never thought that there would come a day like this. When I’d wake up beside a man that looked like a god and possessed me like a wild animal in the bed. But here I was. I looked at his sleeping form, seeing how his dark gold lashes glinted in the rare beams of the sun that filtered through the windows. I knew that he hadn’t slept during the night, he must’ve fallen asleep in the early morning when he had tired himself out. At last. Because I had been lost and half asleep for most of it as he had been insatiable. My golden panther.  I tipped my head up and whispered my lips across his. And then in one swift move I was on my back. I squealed at the sudden movement and his eyes opened. Sleepy grey eyes looked down at me, his hair tumbling down his forehead as he loomed over me. “That’s what you get when you wake up a sleeping lion.”